Fall

So much folly
In the falling star
Mirroring words

Love

One gives his love
Till nothing remains
But the desert

Luggage

When all life ends
It remains the cross
Carried within

Being

When we find peace
Rivers stop being
The same rivers

Flexion

Many riddles
Pull and crash one’s hopes
Midnight guesswork

Madness

What mad idea

To fall deeply in love

With an idea 

Autumn

Rivers with no end
Succumb in one’s non-being
Colorful memories

Nudity

When one's petals fall
A rose's looks fades away
Into its essence

Mystery

The rose bud
A secret to find
Once opened

Tenderness

No tenderness
Can fill one's heart
More than one's own

Jump

Leaping frogs
Knowing all the pond
And nothing more

Snowflakes

Thoughts settle down

In all solitude

Let it snow 

Waves

The ocean is much more
Than the beauty of its waves
Cleaves of each moment

Sailing

Oceans seem afar
For the boats on shores
A few feet away

Legends

Tiresome thoughts
Inscribing the past
Where does life go

Flight

Random fireflies
In nocturnal dance
Ghost maps afloat

Grains

Grains of sand
Drowning in each wave
That wipes the shores

Waves

Endless reflections
Find ends in themselves
Between waves of faith

Drawings

What is a picture
Without a man’s mind
Cold inexistence

Illusion

Falling in love
With the images
From our minds

Time

Eternity
And its images
Gone in seconds

Life

Even life’s greatness
Is reduced to simple words
Hidden from inside

Castles

Great castles
Become great ruins
Same one’s thoughts

Blurs

It starts with a cloud
And ends with a deep ocean
Blurred reality